Chained To The Don
"I think your view of the world is very narrow, Niko. There's no saints. We're all sinners. And as for redemption, I've never said anything about that, now did I?"
He smiles, his black eyes shining. "You sure didn't. Tell me little Ms. Sinner: Just how dirty are you?"
I eye him silently. I bring my hands to my shirt, unbuttoning the first one. His eyes fix themselves on the display, his smile falling in the slightest.
I unbutton The second, slowly, deliberately. My fingers clasp the third, my cleavage poking through the shirt.
"I guess you'll never know, huh?" I stand, as he chuckles lightly.
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